atenai
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Hi all, I'm hoping some of you might have ideas where I've come up short. I have a story that involves a woman with some psychic talents and a man we'll call a spy to simply things. Something like CIA maybe, I haven't gone into all the details yet. Don't ask, I don't know where the idea came from. Just so we're on the same track, here's the first few paragraphs... my questions and concerns are below it. For all that this is going to be two people thrown together, with more than a little paranormal, it's still supposed to be romance between them, and erotica. Not gritty spy things.
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I don't usually knock into random passersby whose thoughts are so loud I can hear them. But on that otherwise lovely spring morning, I met Alec rather abruptly in the North End; he was in such a hurry he didn't see me or my cane, and managed to kick it out from under me before he could stop, sending me to my knees.
Let me say now, I hate that cane. Makes me feel like an old lady. But that was one of the days I desperately needed it to keep me on my feet, and when it went flying into the harbor, I was not pleased. I admit my vocabulary may have been somewhat impaired. "Fucker!"
"I'm sorry, miss," replied the stranger in the flyaway tan suit, hastily backing up a step. "But I really have to go."
If I know anything, I know that people serve themselves first. I'm just as bad as the next person more days than not. But my mind wasn't thinking straight. "Fifty points for the cripple with the cane, see if you can knock her over?" Even enraged, however, I didn't miss the fact that as I straightened, trying to get my better foot under me, two men in dark jackets and sunglasses ducked out of my line of sight.
This was where my hurrying idiot surprised me. Looking him right in the face, I heard his voice even though his lips never moved. Please get up, lady, you're gonna get me killed.
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Woman hears things sometimes, and is inclined to help this guy for reasons she doesn't understand.
Problem point A: to help him contact friends without getting shot, she has to do it for him, making herself a target. When he gets away clean, the guy following him (we'll just call him the Big Bad Evil Guy) goes after her. Here's the thing... torturing someone for information isn't pretty. Am I getting in over my head? I've considered cutting out the nastiest parts, but there's a certain amount that's going to be inferred, regardless. So far the best I've come up with is to have her get caught, some kind of BBEG evil genius speech about how she'll tell him everything she knows, and then cut. (I should mention that while some reluctance can be hot in my stories, actual rape as a torture device is not erotic in the least, and I'd never try to make it such.)
My best segue is to switch to his perspective and have some friend come give him news that the BBEG is torturing someone because the hero got away, and have the hero get worried when he recognizes the basic description. That cuts out as many details as I can.
Problem point B: Aftermath of torturing someone isn't pretty either, especially when the tortured individual is bait for someone as talented as a special agent for whatever agency-with-initials. Not only is a certain amount of explanation required, the first thing that he would do if the spy could rescue her is take her to a doctor to get checked out. I can't skip the logical part, or the part where the doctor informs him in no simple terms what the BBEG and his goons did, amounting to days of torture and rape.
So...
1. Have I gone so far off course that what could be a pleasant paranormal romance, even a spy-themed romance, has become something nasty and not worth writing?
2. If this is worth writing, it's going to be much MUCH darker than anything I've written for the site before, and I'm honestly not clear how well I write dark yet erotic. Pointers? Suggestions?
3. I feel like instead of flowing naturally into the sex scenes, there'd be such a gap between the torture and getting them back together safely that sex at that point starts to seem ridiculous. Is there an audience on this site for thriller/horror without sex? Not entirely without, but the percentage would be awfully small.
Maybe I'm over thinking this and you all can shut me up and we'll see what happens. At the moment I've stopped writing because there are too many problems arising in my head for the words to come easily.
Please, any comments will be most helpful, even if the answer is to skip this idea and focus on other things.
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I don't usually knock into random passersby whose thoughts are so loud I can hear them. But on that otherwise lovely spring morning, I met Alec rather abruptly in the North End; he was in such a hurry he didn't see me or my cane, and managed to kick it out from under me before he could stop, sending me to my knees.
Let me say now, I hate that cane. Makes me feel like an old lady. But that was one of the days I desperately needed it to keep me on my feet, and when it went flying into the harbor, I was not pleased. I admit my vocabulary may have been somewhat impaired. "Fucker!"
"I'm sorry, miss," replied the stranger in the flyaway tan suit, hastily backing up a step. "But I really have to go."
If I know anything, I know that people serve themselves first. I'm just as bad as the next person more days than not. But my mind wasn't thinking straight. "Fifty points for the cripple with the cane, see if you can knock her over?" Even enraged, however, I didn't miss the fact that as I straightened, trying to get my better foot under me, two men in dark jackets and sunglasses ducked out of my line of sight.
This was where my hurrying idiot surprised me. Looking him right in the face, I heard his voice even though his lips never moved. Please get up, lady, you're gonna get me killed.
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Woman hears things sometimes, and is inclined to help this guy for reasons she doesn't understand.
Problem point A: to help him contact friends without getting shot, she has to do it for him, making herself a target. When he gets away clean, the guy following him (we'll just call him the Big Bad Evil Guy) goes after her. Here's the thing... torturing someone for information isn't pretty. Am I getting in over my head? I've considered cutting out the nastiest parts, but there's a certain amount that's going to be inferred, regardless. So far the best I've come up with is to have her get caught, some kind of BBEG evil genius speech about how she'll tell him everything she knows, and then cut. (I should mention that while some reluctance can be hot in my stories, actual rape as a torture device is not erotic in the least, and I'd never try to make it such.)
My best segue is to switch to his perspective and have some friend come give him news that the BBEG is torturing someone because the hero got away, and have the hero get worried when he recognizes the basic description. That cuts out as many details as I can.
Problem point B: Aftermath of torturing someone isn't pretty either, especially when the tortured individual is bait for someone as talented as a special agent for whatever agency-with-initials. Not only is a certain amount of explanation required, the first thing that he would do if the spy could rescue her is take her to a doctor to get checked out. I can't skip the logical part, or the part where the doctor informs him in no simple terms what the BBEG and his goons did, amounting to days of torture and rape.
So...
1. Have I gone so far off course that what could be a pleasant paranormal romance, even a spy-themed romance, has become something nasty and not worth writing?
2. If this is worth writing, it's going to be much MUCH darker than anything I've written for the site before, and I'm honestly not clear how well I write dark yet erotic. Pointers? Suggestions?
3. I feel like instead of flowing naturally into the sex scenes, there'd be such a gap between the torture and getting them back together safely that sex at that point starts to seem ridiculous. Is there an audience on this site for thriller/horror without sex? Not entirely without, but the percentage would be awfully small.
Maybe I'm over thinking this and you all can shut me up and we'll see what happens. At the moment I've stopped writing because there are too many problems arising in my head for the words to come easily.
Please, any comments will be most helpful, even if the answer is to skip this idea and focus on other things.